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Its all good. I can totally relate to free-time shortage. Good gaming!

Eoriel's thoughts are racing as he quickly showers and changes into his FEF Uniform, securing all his gear. He ignores his luggage, his extra clothes, and all his unessentials save a small leather pouch that he tucks away inside his vest.

Something must have gone catastrophically wrong for a ship carring such an important prisoner to explode at the last instant. There's no way security was lax, not with that terrorist onboard, and that means it took big guns or lots of money to take that ship down. I know Bluefall's an Outworld, but I bet there's and FEF outpost here, or at least an embassy. This place is going to be a hectic mess for the next couple of days, and I'd rather be there.

Once attired and equipped, he will try to locate the rest of the officers and discuss their plans.

Retcon: Voyage
Eoriel is very fidgety, for an elf. During the voyage, he slouches in his chair, inspects the bottles on the bar, paces the room, leans against the ceiling, fusses with the ferns, and chews on his fingernails.

Finally, he straps on his sidearms and steps into one of the holo-projectors. There, he works on his quick-draw, testing himself against multiple opponents and trying to put as many slugs downrange as he can.

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Bluefall
Returning famished from an extensive snorkeling trip, Eoriel is sitting in his swim trunks and eating an enourmous breakfast while he inspects the oyster-like shellfish he retrieved on his dive. He ignores the dirty looks the wait staff give him as he pries them open with his pen-knife and looks for pearls. The creatures are full of a grey-green tissue and squirt a smelly purple goo when puncutred. He wipes the stains off his fingers on the tablecloth and turns in supplication when the server behind him cries out in alarm, ready to disarm her complaint with a charming retort when he catches sight of the holo over the girl's shoulder.

"Corellon save them," he whispers in shock as the smoking wreckage plummets into the ocean he just left. Two seconds later, he is out of his chair and making a beeline for his room, breakfast and oysters left forgotten on the table.

Eoriel's credits are burning a hole in his pocket, so he takes his pistols down to Fat Harry and pays for them to be balanced and recalibrated. While that work is being done, he meets with Roric Fivefingers, another one of his contacts from his past in the Pale Ghosts, and picks up an infiltration kit which includes a mistcloak and a set of arcanite-ground lockpicks. He will also requisition a personal projectile deflection device (PDDD), a small grey studded shaft that projects a short-duration kinetic barrier. He ends up arguing with the quartermaster about his lack of arcane certification and has to demonstrate his proficiency before the ink-stained bean-counter will release it.

He swings by Fat Harry's the next morning to pick up his pair and checks into the outbound flight at the shuttleport with minutes to spare.

Getting masterwork upgrade on both pistols, a cloak of elven kind, masterwork theives tools, and a wand of shield (will be using Use Technology on this in the field).

A fresh-faced elven ensign enters the room, his blond hair cropped short and his eyes full of poorly-hidden excitement. In his expression you might catch a shadow of the one you wore only months ago, as you got your first assignments.

He stops at an empty seat and snaps a salute before sitting down. "Thank you, Admiral Montaghue. I wanted to express my thanks to you again for choosing me for this assignment. Serving aboard the Excelsior is every ... cadets .. dream." Eoriel winds down his exuberance under the admiral's withering glare.

He clears his throat and turns to address the rest of you. "Good morning, Lieutenants. I am Eoriel Stormcaller, and I received high marks in Logistics, Navigation, Infiltration, and Marksmanship. I know a lot about you - who doesn't know about the crew of the Excelsior on its maiden voyage - and am very proud to join your crew."

That works fine for me. He might have gotten a bit reckless bringing in a bounty and wound up causing a bunch of collateral damage. He's still going to be trying to find Zoriam.

Still here, if its any help.

I'm patient :)

Sitting in my cell...

Done.

I absolutely am. Do you want Eoriel lvl 4 as well?

Thanks!

Run feat.

GM asked me to post here so you guys can offer revision suggestions.

Back story still in progress.